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 Posted: Mon 1:44, 18 Apr 2011 Post subject: If every one has an injury , can really forget |
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used to think that youth constitute a very big, in fact, but to some form of minor Once the bed to fall into the time could not find the pieces. I like a bit cold at night, the afterlife or reincarnation of the cold paving the way can easily pass through grief. Qing Qian flowing to those years, I look into the distance in my world your world, those beautiful pieces, like youth poetry festival after the initial and final farewell elegy to scatter. -
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such as that every one has an injury whether it can really forgotten. -
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Legend, when the river in the tide, we must cure my bowl, you can forget the human world have all the ... ... good or sad, good or evil ... ... -
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drink the bowl of soup for each person will shed a tear when, not because will leave this world, but because the heart to forget everything. Tear drop can not be forgotten tears, buried forever in the hearts of a drop of tears ... ... Mengpo Tang is the antidote, the solution hurts the antidote, cure my drinking bowl, drinking bowl antidote , forget all the memories, forget all the solitude of the ... ... -
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very much hope that there really is such a soup, so sad I am not sad, so no longer suffering the pain, so broken no longer broken, so anxious are no longer anxious ... ... -
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but the legend is a legend, after all, there is no antidote to possible solutions to our hearts story, so we have a loss in the confused [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], struggling in the confusion, pain in the struggle, lost in pain, in the confused groping in the dark Lost in a lost in the broken, broken to get in all our sadness. Perhaps we are always looking for an antidote to cure my call, and we look forward to forget, to forget that we all regret and shame, though how much we have love and hope ... we do not fear them ... sad, though We were so sad, we really fear is numb with cold, we no longer afraid of our own careless can hurt, that day will be the end of the world ... ... -
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Mengpo Tang, no one knew what that smell is, though everyone has looked for its existence, even though everyone has been craving its existence, but, no one knows what really forget the taste, no one knows to drink antidote would be more painful the next bowl. Heart without love, hate and no heart ... ... only a tear in the heart to pray alone, Back then, we will really be hurt unintentionally ... ... -
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forget is an impulse, we can not really forget the love we once had, and some just indifferent ... ... can not forget to choose indifference. Did not cure my world, There is only love and hurt our hearts ... ... just that one can not erase the wound spread. -
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Total sadness still lingering in the darkness ... ... -
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night, always poignant, gloom of night to cover up the empty bite people. I do not know where they started, like the endless darkness, like a mysterious black ... ... -
removed and everything about you, thinking you can forget that, despite the time that can wash away the memory. Found that night, deeper! -
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Is loneliness, accustomed to your presence, but lost the Love dazzled by, then what is left? That the rest of his life with you already, but realize that this is just a game it is only a reversing black and white game. Cigarettes, turned into a pillar of my life lonely. -
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Always at your side, but can only watch you hide the arms of others, can only do so calm talking to you, already know the decision you have to know everything come to the end, understand your heart, but found to have deep! Want to climb down, but it becomes powerless. -
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Pain ... ... no words. -
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Was deeply hurt, feeling reluctant to be your puppet, but can only feel your eyes Ice. -
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I live so tired! Just because you think, people have gone, but the pain stays here, I feel numb, I do not know when it would animate only the beginning? -
Fleeting PASSING, the forgotten edge of an old love ... ... ... ... -
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Liuniansishui long prosperous wind far ... ... -
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fleeting years, the bustling market staged numerous aesthetic roots show. PASSING after the strands are finally a thing of the human condition. -
Red Old World, no one for whom a makeup wipe rouge gouache, who remove that touch of red makeup for whom. Downtown dream, paradise song, lonely years in the next rendering, but a forgotten. -
Month round the moon, this month not last month, no longer have the moon. Time in the past, I do not know who missed it a smoke, I do not know who that had lost a beautiful, helpless in the world of thousands of the world, only to find the roots of the original has been known, but I do not know after the desolation of human flourishing. The time of the year turned, once the Food of Love is long gone, time in the old Yan Cheng pulls only annihilation. -
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Reincarnation Road to rub shoulders, in exchange for the numerous big crowd in the encounter. ... ... -
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Once, your gentle fingertips, reprove the years how many vicissitudes, fingertips, House of recollected fragments of the full House of fragrance. Amidst the lingering, as romantic in the dream life. Streaks of wind, cleared fleeting, misty rain after the cycle, can not forget your gentle fragrance, obsessed drunken sleepless that heaven and earth. Peach liuyin lying under the laughter, not escape to blossom. Flies into your life, I became disabled in Hong residual injury. Red Amidst the years how many attachment, in the flow of time, but elusive, who can fathom? Fragrant flow, That come to an end of the show, I, and I's repeated. I do not know how many people Chizui in the brothel dream, half puzzled, only to the elderly lead their lives only when they suddenly found that: fleeting in the downtown, but the young and frivolous, PASSING transfer between, but the quarter of the time, the so-called touching, but Mo a mist. Your hair, your face, I used I's time to forget. May the wind with dim, a piano both hands, reminiscent of mandarin ducks in the string, the end is come to a close, what then out right. The wind had not leave marks, blew away the fragrance of the garden, who would lament the Court's residual hospital covered with flowers petals. I have two lines of Qinglei, fall into the fragrance and buried residues in Hong Nalv black hair. -
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Shaohua old trade, the Millennium cycle, write down the stone depicts whose son vows, tears sprinkled a few lines of poetry, fingers grief, depicting the dim makeup. -
Water between the exile life thinking love; Mortal Love, but the tenderness of Things Past; Fanghua flow, swirling in the sky attachment; circulation moment, but a lifetime to forget. -
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Past tender, and finally arrived PASSING fleeting but forgotten. -
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Scattered about the vulnerability still continues ... ... -
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me most sad is not how much I lost yesterday, but yesterday I was in my sorrow unable to extricate themselves. Since when do not know that he is so sad, but suddenly feel like the world is so big, its so small. In the past nineteen years through never been so helpless, perhaps from childhood accustomed to a person quietly in a daze, and still be alone when they do not feel lonely, sometimes recall that in the past all, bit by bit in the past always makes my heart has bouts of contraction. It was kind of tight pain, but it was never the mystery away from the eyes but can not find the focus can rely on.
Some places seem very close, but they should never be reached, this may be our most inferior place to Now I understand why so many college students would jump off and will leave this world, because only that can make a person to quickly get relief, so that the infinite pain disappeared, life would vanish.
looking at the horizon of the sky so dark, but not that blue, the people are so dark, can not see any light ahead, once the stars under the night sky, but now it was gone, eyes shining in the sky and that integration of the dirty air, some muddy only shed a few tears but so fragile, living in the moment of tears, only to find that they have the opportunity to choose not to go, because we have lost the opportunity to choose, it will have now regret. Perhaps accustomed to the tears, his eyes are always wet inadvertently discovered, the mouth is salty. Why
front of the abyss knowing, but also desperate to move forward, is it waiting for someone will pull their look, but still found the time to come to the edge of just one person, but lost to turn away the courage to live, close my eyes and dumped the body forward, feel the moment is so free, and is so easy, do not know that he will be destroyed after a moment, his fall was in, stop the fall [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], enjoying the same gods life, and finally woke up, like a dream, was broken into pieces, with their own cold tears to his burial. Who has already shattered the dream, only scattered over the ground that the vulnerability.
Some things you will not be like your own ... ...
Some things you are destined to be reluctant to give up ... ...
perhaps destined to enjoy the solitude of a person, might have been used alone, once belonged to me, originally just an instant. Hallucinations, how I wish what is true, then it is so cruel reality once again abandoned me. Feeling of the original in both sides, when I thought that I had the best feelings, the thought of the fate where only the beginning of the night is cold and the heart was already unconscious, and who do not know what will happen the next second! You heartless betrayal of the world I see Yan Liang, but I do not blame you, really do not blame you, after all, what the feelings are complex, when you decide to choose; a single moment, we must make preparations for the pain, love happiness is the same pain, cold nights, cold heart, at this moment, I have Xinrusihui. Just hope a meteor across the sky, you can sometimes think of me in your life shine through, so I will be satisfied, and only wish you and your spouse, can last forever, always be in love, I will hide a person I silently in the dark corner of the healing will never let you know! Listen, The results do not necessarily have to pay a sincere , It is because of my love in the wrong place, so that my heart has long been sinking into the abyss in this extremely dark. Zombie, I have no idea what the soul, the heart full of scars, I, in crossing the road almost. Farewell to this world, man or is this it! I miss
Blanc and planning into tears, and let it day and night of the flood, I do not know how powerful it is, I only know that sad long breath, and life is not that so Well, the pain will be over after the numbness, just tears after inadvertently discovered that it is such a pain in his eyes, his hands stroking across the traces of tears, before we know what the original heart What pain. The sky finally appeared merciless sun, and my heart will be also a little bit frozen at this moment, I do not want to cry, but tears streaming down could not help, perhaps in relation to love someone set her free, maybe we can try for love put a way out, life bit by bit, life's ups and downs Ke Hum, and in today have no sense, and love to the depths of human loneliness, love to do when the vicissitudes of concentration, love slip away, chasing Do not look back , split up, can not retain!
dark, a person walking, rain, and leaching wound pain, a person waiting in silence, I would like to use a lifetime of suffering [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], to exchange for your wonderful moment!
suddenly feel suffocation. I was somehow sad to?
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